I'm sad to say that you won't be going with me on my trip. I'm just gonna fly solo this summer. I can't count on you forever, and it's time for me to deal with this on my own, though I am very sorry for our departure.

We've had good times and bad times. You've been with me from when I was a happy go lucky kid up until I became an angst filled preteen. You had to have grown tired of my mopey rants,(and there had been a lot of those since Jason's accident)but you've always listened through. This will be my last entry.

I give thanks to my beloved Diary.

-Erin